Seventeenth Meditation
(The Way of Perfection, Chapter 32)

"After withdrawing about a stone's throw
from them and kneeling, he prayed, saying,
"Father, if you are willing, take this
cup away from me; still, not my will but
yours be done." (And to strengthen him
an angel from heaven appeared to him. He
was in such agony and he prayed so fervently
that his sweat became like drops of blood
falling on the ground.)" (1)

Your Will Be Done

She lets go of her selfish ways,
In imitation of the Son;
With true self-surrender she prays:
"Not my will but Your will be
done."

She clings to hope with confidence,
Abandoning selfish concerns;
She puts her trust in providence --
The Father's will is all she yearns.

In trials, only one way's sure --
Embrace the cross and persevere.
She strives, with His strength, to
endure
And do His will - He is drawn near.

Love is the heart of sacrifice;
To love Him is to do His will.
Only His strength and grace suffice
In this struggle from self uphill.

In striving to serve Him as Lord,
He gives Himself as the reward.

May the Lord strengthen us and grant us true
zeal for His will to be done in our lives.